Take Your Daughter to Work Day - Rena

She was about to have that thing inside her. It was a weird idea. She couldn't imagine what that was going to feel like. The concept was so freaky, she had never tried a dildo, never used a tampon. Her vagina was extra-virgin, never having been occupied by even her own finger.

But first, before she felt it invade her pussy, she had promised to taste it. Rena sauntered toward the bed, flaunting herself for his arousal. Her mother had given her a few lessons and sent her a number of videos on full-body flirtation. Wiggling the hips, thrusting out the tits, these were moves guaranteed to catch a man's interest and make him think of sex.

And Justin's eyes never left her. He shoved two pillows under his head to angle his head so she stayed in sight as she approached from the foot of the bed. Rena put a knee up on the bed, feeling sexy and powerful and aggressive. She lifted her other knee and knelt between his ankles, inviting him to stare at her.

Men are driven by sex. It is their most powerful instinct. But Rena felt she was nearly as eager as Justin. She had to force herself to move slowly for the tease and seduction. It wasn't strictly necessary. The negotiations were bypassed. Consent was established on both sides. The seduction was already accomplished. But Rena was determined to be good at her new job. And Justin's father had paid a lot of money for this service. She wanted to be worth the money.

And she was a little intimidated by the act she was about to perform. She had watched plenty of blowjobs on the videos her mother had sent her, for the educational value and for her own personal enjoyment. But now that the dick was inches from her face, it was a bit scary.

But she had made a commitment. Not to Justin or his father. Not to her mother. Rena had promised herself that she would do this. Her mother had shown her that her views of sex and sexuality were shaped by a male-dominated culture. But she was about to embark on a new career as a business owner and professional service provider. In order to break her own culturally-induced slavery to the penis, she needed to pull herself together and suck this dick for money.

With a confidence she didn't quite feel, Rena opened her mouth, pushed her head forward, and took Justin's cock between her lips. And made a mental checkmark. Blowjob: Check.

He tasted like soap. Fancy, expensive soap. Lavender. Sandalwood. Lemon. The skin was smooth, but his dick was very hard, like a rod of steel encased in suede. Rena tried to pay attention to every detail of the experience. She wanted to remember this experience forever.

Justin's soft moans told her she was doing a good job. She barely had a clue as to what she was doing, but he was enjoying it. Rena assumed that just having a woman' mouth wrapped around a man's dick was intensely pleasurably all by itself. Technique and skill were icing on the cake, but not really required.

And hers were the very first lips to touch Justin's cock. That had to make it even better. The newness of the experience was going to forever be the standard all future blowjobs would be measured against. And the reverse was also true. The taste and texture of Justin's cock would always be Rena's paradigm.

She wasn't a complete novice. Her mother had made her practice with a variety of dildoes, but this was the first genuine penis she'd ever seen in person, let alone sucked on. Rena knew how to bob up and down on the thing. She knew how to keep her lips wet, and to slide them gently but firmly over his shaft. She wasn't sure how much pressure to use, but Justin was moaning quietly, so she thought she must be doing it right.

Then the cock suddenly pulsed in her mouth and something salty and bitter landed on her tongue. Another pulse and more bitter salt. It took Rena a moment to realize that Justin was coming. She felt thrilled and disgusted and stunned and proud. She'd successfully given a blowjob and a man was coming in her mouth.

While she felt she'd made a successful debut, she thought that maybe she had scored a 90% by her own standards. She felt a need to apologize. Slowly and gently, she released Justin's cock from her mouth and lay down on the bed with her head pillowed on his thigh. "Do you watch porn?" she asked, staring at his softening cock.

"Um," he said, seemingly unwilling to answer.

"You can be honest. One of the benefits of being with a whore is you don't have to be embarrassed about your sexual fantasies. I watch it myself. I enjoy it."

"Ok. Yeah. I watch it."

"You know how, in the videos, when the guy comes in the girl's mouth, she opens her lips to show the camera the sperm on her tongue before she swallows?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I would have done that for you, but you came faster than I expected. I was surprised and just gulped it down without thinking. Plus, it didn't really taste all that good and I wanted it out of my mouth. I'm sorry you didn't get to see."

"You just gave me my first blowjob ever. I don't think an apology is in order."

"It was my first blowjob ever too. But I wanted to do a better job than I did."

"As you just reminded me, you're a whore."

"Yeah," Rena agreed. Justin's cock seemed completely soft now. She could at least boast that she'd given him an orgasm. "But I want to be a great whore."

"You're a whore. Not a porn star. Maybe there are different standards."

Rena considered that. There was some sense there. "Mom says the taste of cum takes some getting used to. I should have believed her."

"I wouldn't know."

She giggled at that. "Yeah, but you're a guy. Girls are expected to swallow up that semen with great pleasure. Every single time. Mom says that's foolish. Not even all whores will swallow. But that doesn't change the expectation."

"It seems so weird that you discuss such things with your mother."

"Yeah, it does. But the day I turned 18, she stopped censoring herself and treated me like an adult. I have come to appreciate it."

Justin squirmed a little. "I can feel your breath on my dick and balls."

"I've never seen one up close before. Not in person. I'm getting to know the territory. Is it bothering you?

"No. But would it be okay if I did my own looking?"

"Oh, yeah. Sure. Let me move." Rena got up on her knees and shifted her position on the bed. She had Justin lie down on his side and she lay on hers, in a 69 style position. She was still face to cock with him, but now her pussy was available to his eyes.

The male anatomy is aggressively visible. For Rena, Justin's cock was literally right in her face. But the female is more discreet, hidden away. Considering this, Rena lifted one leg, placing her foot flat on the bed, opening her thighs so Justin's eyes could feast on her sex. On her mother's advice, she had shaved most of the hair off, leaving only a small patch for character and charm. Justin should have a nice view.

"What do you think?" she asked. "Perhaps you've never thought about it, but girls can't really see their own down under. I took some pictures. A lot of pictures. But it's not the same as getting to actually look at it up close."

"It's beautiful."

"As good as the girls in the porn videos?"

"Better. This one is for me."

Rena frowned. "No. It is not for you. It is my pussy. My cunt. You will get to use it temporarily, but it will always be for me. More accurately, I will use it to give us both pleasure."

"Okay. Understood. I didn't mean to give offense."

"You didn't. But it's important to keep it clear in my own mind. I'm a whore. That doesn't mean I'm selling my body. It means I'm selling a service."

"Got it," Justin agreed. "But you do have a beautiful pussy and I am looking forward to the service."

"So am I. But while you look at my pussy and I look at your dick, tell me what kind of porn you like."

"Okay. Um,"

"Be honest, remember," Rena reminded him. "Np judgment here."

"Yeah. I guess I like the lesbian stuff."

"Girls licking and fingering each other?"

"Yeah. What about you?" Justin asked.

"That stuff is okay. But I like the creampies."

"What's that?"

"The guy comes right in the girl's pussy. Not on her face or tits. I especially like the close up videos where you can see the cock pulsing as it fills the pussy with cum."

"Kind of extreme stuff for a virgin. What's the appeal?" Justin asked.

"I guess it's because it's the ultimate feminine experience, having a guy's dick inside you, having him come inside you."

"Can I do that? To you, I mean? My dad said it was up to you whether I had to wear a condom."

"Yeah. My mom left it up to me also. I think that in the future, I will always insist on condoms, except maybe for blowjobs. But as we're both virgins and we've both been tested, you can do without. Besides, I think maybe the first time should be completely natural."

The talk about porn and coming had had an effect, Rena could see. Justin's cock had grown at least half-erect. Her research had told her that guys needed recovery time after an orgasm, but that young men recovered fairly quickly. And her mother had told her that a blowjob was a good way to make a man hard if he needed help.

Rena's face was only inches from his cock. She closed the distance and took him back into her mouth. And she felt his fingers playing with her pussy, stroking the seam of her. It felt good, a kind of tickling. His fingers were inexperienced. He wasn't likely to bring her to orgasm. But it was arousing just to know that he was touching her. And he quickly went from half-erect to fully erect. He was hot and throbbing on her tongue. He was ready to go.

"It's time," she told him, releasing his dick. "We're going to take each other's innocence now."

They sat up, kneeling on the bed, facing each other, Justin's dick pointing straight out, Rena's pussy watering in anticipation. "What position would you like to do this in?" she asked.

"What would you suggest?"

"Missionary. I think male-dominant positions are probably easier. Maybe more natural."

"Your mother's advice?"

"No. My own opinion. In most mammals and birds, the male mounts the female. Usually, it's from behind. But if I'm on my back and you're on top, I'm still the one being mounted. Same idea. It probably satisfies both our instincts.

He nodded his agreement. Rena flopped forward onto the bed and rolled over. She lifted her knees and spread her legs to invite him in. "Let's do this."

Justin crawled up over her. She thought it would be more professional, as a whore, to stare into his eyes as he penetrated, but she couldn't help but look down between them to watch it happen.

It didn't go smoothly. He just poked at her as he tried to find the passage. "You're not going in that way!" she said sternly as he nudged her asshole. She reached down and took him in her hand. The feel of him in her fingers was exotic and alarming. It was like touching some weird little animal. But between his clumsy thrusting and her moving the head of his cock around to the best position, they managed to find the right angle.

Very slowly, he sank into her. She gasped at the unfamiliar sensations. She could see his dick disappearing from view between her thighs, but the feeling of him invading her deep places was indescribable. A small part of her mind was panicking at the strangeness of having somebody else inside her body.

But greater than the panic was the thrill. She had done it. She was a fully adult woman now. Rena knew better than to define her femininity through a man, but the accomplishment meant something. Many people held the opinion that a boy became a man the first time he had sex. Why wouldn't that hold true for a girl? It wasn't the man or his dick that changed her. It was the experience. The choice. The successful act of mating.

Rena concentrated on the feeling of his thick, hot flesh occupying her own. It was a little painful, more than a little uncomfortable, but she thought that was to be expected. Justin's cock was opening passages that had never been opened. Muscles that had never been exercised were getting a workout.

When he was fully seated, the entire length of his penis inside Rena's vagina, he rested. "Are you okay? Are you bleeding?"

"It's a myth that women bleed after their first time," she said. "Guys like to think they conquered a girl, and that's part of it. But this a normal human act and women are designed to accommodate your manly spear. I appreciate your concern, but I'm just fine."

And the feeling of being stretched open had eased. Rena's inner muscles had relaxed. Justin's cock was starting to feel really good inside her. She could feel him throbbing and she knew that her own sex was doing the same.

"I'm fine," she repeated. "Go ahead and move. Fuck me."

Justin's male instincts knew what to do. He was as deep as could be, but he pushed forward anyway, as if there were more pussy to explore. Then he pulled back, and the feeling of him leaving left Rena missing his presence and wanting him to return.

His instincts were strong, but his experience was nil. Justin pulled too far back and came all the way out. Rena missed his presence inside her like she'd never missed anything in her life. But this time, they were able to get him quickly positioned for penetration and he was pushing back into her within two seconds.

The second pullback was more careful. He didn't lose his lodging. And by the fifth, he had his length measured against her depth in the only way that counted. He found the rhythm Rena had seen in countless porn videos.

Her mother had described this part of a whore's job as just lying back, maybe moaning a little, and thinking of the money she was making. "Don't expect the client to make you come. It's not his goal, so don't make it yours. It can be a lot of fun. It might make you very aroused. And you can finish yourself off whenever you like, once you're off the clock. But your job is to facilitate the client's orgasm. Keep that in mind, remember that it is a job, and you'll do just fine."

And the advice was making this a very sweet job indeed. The inexperienced Justin was not stimulating Rena's clit or G-spot. But just feeling his cock deep in her cunt, knowing he was inside her, was an arousing thrill of its own. The fact that they were giving their virginity to each other was an erotic delight. The knowledge that she was a genuine whore, fucking for money, with the taste of Justin's cum still on her tongue, was exhilarating. Rena brought to mind the crowd of men watching her dance naked at the strip club and she was right on the very edge of climax.

But Justin was even closer. He was grunting and panting. Rena could feel his sweat marking her body. He had sped up his rhythm and was rapidly plunging in and out of her. Then he slowed way down, gave her two, three, four deep thrusts before his every muscle tensed up and he went completely still, buried fully within her.

Rena knew what that meant. This was her first time, but she'd seen this happen in all her favourite porn videos. Justin was coming inside her. She was receiving her first creampie. She could feel his cock pulsing and she pictured the thick white stuff coming out of him and flowing into her. His little sperms were swarming through her, an invading army, seeking to conquer and occupy, establishing a new colony that would swell her belly. They would not succeed. Rena had taken precautions. But just knowing it was happening triggered Rena's own sweet crisis.

In an instant, she knew why a man would pay 3.8 million for this experience, even if he was buying the experience for his son. It was a glorious flow of sensations, Heaven and Nirvana and the Elysian Fields all rolled into one incredible adventure.

When it subsided, Rena lay there with her eyes closed, savoring the feel of Justin's cock still inside her and Justin's weight on top of her. Silently, she thanked her mother for being a whore and a madam and she thanked men for being so driven to stick their dicks in women and she thanked God, Mother Nature, and evolution for making women the happy receptacles for those dicks.

Justin eventually rolled off of her, his penis emerging from her pussy shiny and wet with her juices. Boldly, she grabbed hold of it and held him gently in her hand as he went soft. It was a remarkable transformation and she looked forward to reversing the direction of that change thousands of times in the years to come.

By the time the plane landed behind the motel, Rena was a fully-fledged whore, and proud of it. She had fucked a man for money and negotiated some repeat business. Justin wanted to see her again. He couldn't manage the millions of dollars for each encounter, but was able to pay $5,000 per visit and willing to fly to the brothel once a month. The regular price for her mother's brothels was $400 for the motel, $1000 for the luxury hotel, and $2000 for the private houses. So Rena felt quite satisfied with herself.

She was a little wobbly going down the plane's steps. Rena regarded that as the aftermath of a job well done. Her mother waited on the airstrip, concern on her face, but smiling in anticipation. Rena was glad to see her. There was nobody else she wanted to talk to at that moment. And nobody else who would understand so well.